More to come

So this past week I was at pine valley with the navs which I will write more about later. For now i have a few poems the first of which is below with the title fittingly being "At Pine Valley."

At Pine Valley

I went to bed last night
With tomorrow on my mind
Hopeful of a greater day
Thankful for a time at Pine

Now that the day has past
I realize that I am
So lucky to know Jesus
That amazing sacrificial lamb

Without Him I would not know
The people that I know today
The people who make my life
So great, it’s hard to say,

What to do without the Lord
Or the people that I know through Him
So grateful that He paid it all
So grateful that He took my sin

Work was kinda frustrating

I sit
Mind blank
lacking inspiration
building frustration
each passing respiration

Into the pit
last thought sank
Here I'm pining
For an idea, realizing
What poor timing

Now lightbulb lit
Then crushed by a tank
Oh well, I'll write
Then I might
Set things right
Do you feel my plight?

Agua Prieta

A long desolate road
With dry plains all around
No trees, little water
And hard packed ground

This is the path
to the little border town
Dirt streets, squat buildings
This is what i found

I wander the streets
and view the place
Dirty dogs, empty avenues
Windblown dust in my face

But meet the people
Talk and learn about them
Happy faces, so willing to serve
So willing to be a friend

A friend to the citizens
of this little town
Play with the kids, share the good news
Share with the lost and they will be found

Anoche habia guerra
Batalla en mi corazon
Tan oscuro la noche
Pero tan brillante el sol

Una nueva mañana
Que me da esperanza
Sin mis cargas viejas
Que ya no me alcanzan

Las deje atras anoche
Las tomo mi Señor
Me lleno de algo diferente
Me lleno de su amor

Ahora eres mi todo
Mi Señor Jesucristo
Dame algo que hacer
Contigo estoy listo

Really?

The survey at my starbucks today was The Electric Light Orchestra versus the New York Philharmonic. A guy came in and had no idea who either one was. Really? REALLY? I can understand not know who the ELO is but the New York Philharmonic??? A sign of the times I guess...

Anyway have a wonderful day. Also check out the poem below

The Miracle

One dark night on a hill
outside the city gates
I saw it all from my windowsill
The terrible act filled with hate.

They took the perfect man
Beat him for awhile
Till the distance between life and
death was thinner than a file.

I guess it wasn't hate but fear,
Fear for their status. And as
They nailed him up, I shed my tears
For the miracle was about was about to pass

Beyond where we could help
Behind the boulder in the cave
And as I witnessed it I felt
Helpless to help save.

A few days later I saw him
Impossible as it sounds.
He talked to me about my sin
About what he'd done in the ground.

Then I understood the act
Not hate or fear, but love
Not me saving him
But the olive branch and dove.

A pact of peace and everlasting life
From the one and only Jesus Christ.